I'll call her Monique. She used-to-be my friend. Now she no longer talks to me, not since I told her how boring she was. And what was so boring about her? All she talked about at work was how her mother-in-law ruined her marriage, how her husband ran off with the neighbor woman, how they took all the money out of the bank account and were living in splendor while she had to work and suffer and suffer. Day after day we had to listen to Monique rave on and on about how terrible they had been to her. She hated them and wished they were all dead.
Now this happened to her over 20 years ago and she'd been griping about it ever since. Since I rode to work with her and was her friend, the others at work pleaded with me to tell her how boring she was and how sick and tired they were of listening to her go on and on about the same thing over and over again every day. I admit I had quit listening to what Monique said some time ago. I'd heard it all for so long that it went in one ear and out the other. But other people couldn't seem to do this. They insisted that I be the one to bring it home to her.
I told her alright, but it didn't turn out as well as I expected. The sad tale is told in more detail on mymostboringfriend.weebly.com Although Monique now speaks to everyone else at work, she no longer talks to me. She did, however, quit talking about her terrible past and talks of real things. Everyone at work has thanked me profusely. But I can't help wondering, how I could have handled it better? How could I have told her without offending her so much and still remained her friend? How can I get her to talk to me again?
Now this happened to her over 20 years ago and she'd been griping about it ever since. Since I rode to work with her and was her friend, the others at work pleaded with me to tell her how boring she was and how sick and tired they were of listening to her go on and on about the same thing over and over again every day. I admit I had quit listening to what Monique said some time ago. I'd heard it all for so long that it went in one ear and out the other. But other people couldn't seem to do this. They insisted that I be the one to bring it home to her.
I told her alright, but it didn't turn out as well as I expected. The sad tale is told in more detail on mymostboringfriend.weebly.com Although Monique now speaks to everyone else at work, she no longer talks to me. She did, however, quit talking about her terrible past and talks of real things. Everyone at work has thanked me profusely. But I can't help wondering, how I could have handled it better? How could I have told her without offending her so much and still remained her friend? How can I get her to talk to me again?